Admiration and a name

Before Artem ever got a chance to get anywhere near Winifred and Isai he was stopped by Gularzob. This surprised him a bit, but not as much as the sight of the strangely friendly smile upon the orcs lips. He looked at him with a little suspicion, though this expression soon changed when he heard what the orc had to say. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought of a name already, it was just a bit of a emotional subject to him especially in combination of that sword.

“So you noticed it, huh?” Artem said as he looked back up at Gularzob once again, returning the orcs smile, though his had a hint of sadness to it. “I was simply admiring your work. I never thought an orc could create such beautiful things. I don’t even think the king of Verden owns a sword like that. It truly is a piece of art.”. Then he turned to look at the sword on the wall, admiring its beauty with a melancholic gaze “And I’ve already thought of a name, or at least a first name. It’s going to be Matteo. Maybe Matteo Bantling, though that last name might be a bit too revealing.”.